Demyan
Igor's dinner party was surprisingly toned down even for him. We had gone over to his penthouse where he had organised chefs to cook a hearty meal for us before we had plenty of drinks as we enjoyed his outside balcony. He and Vasilisa had a much better dynamic going on than her passive growls. She seemed to be slowly warming up to him which made him very pleased.
We had promised each other we would go out Friday before I left for London Sunday. Vasilisa would follow a day or two later since Pa's birthday was coming up so we all had to be back home.
I was glad when we got back to the suite and Ethan and I decided to take a much needed bath together. I closed my eyes as my back rested against his chest and he gently massaged my shoulders for me.
"Do you want to come into the office with me?" he pressed a kiss to the back of my neck.
A small smile spread across my lips. "Will you get much work done if I'm there?"
